Last night we went back to A Despensera where we had a great meal the night before. They were very pleased to see us back, and gave us free desserts, plus Anne got a hug and a kiss as we left from the beautiful young woman who seems to run the place. We strolled home feeling very fortunate to have come to such a wonderful warm place.
There was a mighty deluge in Porto over night, and our room sprung a leak, via the sprinkler fitting right above the bed, on Anne's side lucky for me. I managed to fitfully sleep through most of it, but Anne had to stack towels where the water was dripping. Not all that conducive to sound sleep. But we were up packed and at reception just as the taxi appeared, and we got out to the airport for the friendliest, nicest bag drop ever. The Porto easyJet staff were a continuation of the Porto hospitality.
We managed to buy Oyster cards and navigate the London public transport system, thanks to assistance from Google maps.
London looked fairly grey and gritty, and we were wondering what we had done leaving lovely Portugal to come here, but I think we were a bit tired and hungry. After settling into our aparthotel - Anne wrangled us much nicer space than the little box we were given first - we had a meal in nearby Turkish restaurant, then a sleep. When we woke up, the sun was shining and Greenwich looked like a much nicer place. Still a bit grey and grotty though.
We found our way down to the supermarket, got some provisions, then back home for a quiet night planning the first installment of our raid on London.
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